Bars

Crystallizing meth, spitting fire, I breathe dragon breath,

Sometimes I spit to fast, people look at me like i’m possessed,

Off to the races when I shifting fast like its grand theft,

Off to new places, like a bird, he's gotta leave the nest.

I take a step forward, have to take a couple back,

Born into the hustle doesn't mean its gonna cut you slack,

Everyday, same old struggle, have to raise the funds for crack,

Hustling these muggle's, everyday, hope I don't get capped.

Pulled aside by all these cops, just because my skin ain't white,

Check my pockets for the drugs, ain't found shit except my rights,

Sold my dope, sold my tabs, exchanging cash with every dap,

Never worried about the bust, Ackbar tells me if its a trap.

All these streets will fuck you like an eighth of mushrooms,

Stepping out of line will cost a bullet wound and certain doom,

Certain things are left unsaid, certain things will make you bread,

Certain things, up to fate, like the price, on your head,

Yesterday was nothing new, I play ball like uncle drew,

Pissing niggas off, when I step back for the two,

Got the home court on my side, thinking bout the fans,

Thinking bout my boy who died, drive by in a black sedan,

Tamed day, wild night, shoot your gun, or get fucking sniped,

Chicago ain't a bitch and I ain't going down without a fight,

Watch you six, you might get jumped, listen for the click click,

These dogs, out here fighting, like they owned, by micheal vick.